Dear White People - Rucka Rucka Ali

Smoking a blunt in my new Aston

Borrowed it from a man who wants it back

Said I just gotta take it to get some crack

Oh woah in my new car

As I’m driving the cops say hey

Did we beat a black guy today?

Police pull me over and I told 'em no please

I’m Kobe

My head hit the curb that they threw me on

They said you should’ve fucking said that you’re Lebron

They took my Aston Martin and they all went bowling

Bowling

Why am I treated this way because of my color

I thought shit would be different after Obama

But it’s only racister now, it true though

Oh yeah

Trump, did you get elected here through ya man

What is your connection to the ku cucks klan?

Did you ever molest that little nigga Trudeau?

Dear White People

I got me some questions you could answer me bro

Why is you oppressing all of my-y people

Why you all pretending like you’re not evil?

Dear White People

Sitting around in a fucking gazebo

Sipping on a bottle of Pellegrino

Stroking on a cute ass little fucking beagle

Oh

Why do you attack us everywhere that we go?

Telling us to park your Porsche

Guess how it affects our ego

(Lemme get your phone thing code)

Why you always bragging that you have one black amigo?

Lemme guess if does he know

That you say words like negro

You hire fucking Pablo

To cut your fucking shrub bro

But I can’t get a job though

If I’m not fucking rob lowe

Everytime you do a crime the charges always got dropped

But I’m always getting thrown in prison yeah I got got

When you’re up out in the street up in the morning running

And you see us and you always think we’re gonna mug you

I just wanna see if you had any extra money

Why I gotta chase you when you take off running

Police on the streets all fuck with my peoples

Took my desert eagles and all my pringles

Why you always think that every brother sells crack

I’m just selling Wii Box 2s and a Dell Mac

I sleep on the street bro outside of home depot

Shoes are made of bondo, house is made at kinko’s

Chilling at the red box, smoking on some red rocks

Used to be a shortstop playing with the red sox

Oh yeah

Dear White People

Why you always telling me what shit is legal

Why you take my opportunities from me bro

Why my new car now getting repo’ed

Dear White People

Sitting round listening to Flock of Seagulls

Listening to Iron Maiden and Meat Loaf

Buying fucking new shirts at Uniqlo

Oh

How the hell we ever gon get out poverty yo

All we got is EBT clothes

Some of us still wearing jncos

(Got gold where our teeth go)

Where the fuck did all them good times and the peace go?

Black on black crime cuts deep yo

Hurting ourself like emos

We’re Black People

Individuality traded for hammer and sickle

Ghost of Booker T lays comatose and feeble

History repeats itself like a ripple

Mohito Burrito

Salad and Dorito

Five dollar wonton, comes with young chinko

You can get shwarma, blow up all the gringos

(Wig wog ag wig wog)

Let’s have some pizza

Don’t think for yourself no

Find out where you came from

Dress up like a retard

Base your life on choices of dead old people

They must’ve known something that we don’t

Dear White People

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